moonlight velvet night
conspire like matchmakers
mixing potent flower scents
on vagrant night breezes
like pollen fragrant flowers
to nectar nose of flight bee
dazzling lunar moonlight
can capture lovers once free
migratory pollen nectar
mixes on flight quest bee
pleasure gardens
were once cultivated
grown as night rewards
for great acts of bravery
by supreme warriors
bitter battles surviving
were rewards for warriors
who fought fierce bravely
survived culling battles
other rewards in pleasure
gardens caused great warriors
to risk all in hopes reward return
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear revered Poet thanks a lot, first of all, for dedication this poem to me this poem is full of imagery in the first stanza; according to title the last two stanzas are very perfect. as a poet you are really amazing. Thanks again